“ It’s true: A slice of pound cake does wonders to thaw the coldest of days. ”
Everything depends on the moment the spice hits the pan: whether it sizzles with mouthwatering fragrance or turns to ash. Once, I thought happiness was the sizzle in the pan. But it’s not. Happiness is the spice – that fragile speck, beholden to the heat, always and forever tempered by our environment.
~ Sasha Martin
There are many dreams in a lifetime – dreams that flourish or flounder for reasons much more complex than can be pinned down to any one person or situation.
The contortions of the gargoyles were the only therapy we had.
The easy truth is as much a lie as any.
